Is there anything more frustrating than uncertainty? To a person like me who loves to plan everything and can live without her calendar it is just insanity to not know exactly when this child will be born. And yes I have been cleaning the house, done squats, sit in sauna, been on walks and drinking too much tea but nothing happens. I know we’re only two days “over due” and this can take another full week but still! Anyone has any tips how to entertain one self? I can’t go too far from home in the end if this little fellow does decide to suddenly join us. I’ve been telling Sam (and everyone I’ve talked with haha) that at least in one way this baby is just like his parents: always late!

ps. The outfit is from yesterday and no it wasn’t even cold out. I just can’t fit into any other jacket but hey at least I can fit in to my skinny(mama)jeans!